Centipede Playing the Guitar

[Instrumental Intro] [Verse 1] In a quiet house on a moonlit night, A man was sleeping, everything felt right. But in the corner, from a crack in the wall, Came a centipede, who was standing tall. [Pre-Chorus] It crept so softly across the floor, Found a guitar behind the door. With a hundred legs, it took its chance, Ready to make the strings dance. [Chorus] Oh, the centipede, playing the guitar, Who knew a bug could be a star? With every leg, it strummed the strings, Making the night with music sing. [Chorus] Oh, the centipede, playing the guitar, Who knew a bug could be a star? With every leg, it strummed the strings, Making the night with music sing. [Instrumental Interlude] [Guitar solo] [Verse 2] The man awoke to the sweet, sweet sound, Couldn't believe what he had found. A tiny creature with a soulful tune, Playing like a rock star under the moon. [Pre-Chorus] He watched in awe, his eyes open wide, As the centipede played with skill and pride. Each note perfect, each chord so clear, He couldn’t believe what he could hear. [Chorus] Oh, the centipede, playing the guitar, Who knew a bug could be a star? With every leg, it strummed the strings, Making the night with music sing. [Instrumental Interlude] [Guitar solo] [Verse 2] The man awoke to the sweet, sweet sound, Couldn't believe what he had found. A tiny creature with a soulful tune, Playing like a rock star under the moon. [Pre-Chorus] He watched in awe, his eyes open wide, As the centipede played with skill and pride. Each note perfect, each chord so clear, He couldn’t believe what he could hear. [Chorus] Oh, the centipede, playing the guitar, Who knew a bug could be a star? With every leg, it strummed the strings, Making the night with music sing. [Verse 2] The man awoke to the sweet, sweet sound, Couldn't believe what he had found. A tiny creature with a soulful tune, Playing like a rock star under the moon. [Pre-Chorus] He watched in awe, his eyes open wide, As the centipede played with skill and pride. Each note perfect, each chord so clear, He couldn’t believe what he could hear. [Chorus] Oh, the centipede, playing the guitar, Who knew a bug could be a star? With every leg, it strummed the strings, Making the night with music sing. under the moon. [Pre-Chorus] He watched in awe, his eyes open wide, As the centipede played with skill and pride. Each note perfect, each chord so clear, He couldn’t believe what he could hear. [Chorus] Oh, the centipede, playing the guitar, Who knew a bug could be a star? With every leg, it strummed the strings, Making the night with music sing. [Instrumental]